Jokes and Giggles
Copyright© 2015 by Jack Spratt
Chapter 730
Dead Donkey
Father O’Malley rose from his bed one morning.
It was a fine spring day in his new parish in rural Wales.
He walked to the window of his bedroom to get a deep breath of the beautiful day outside. He then noticed there was a donkey lying dead in the middle of his front lawn. He promptly called the local police station.
The conversation went like this:
“Good morning. This is Sergeant Jones. How might I help you?”
“And the best of the day te yerself. This is Father O’Malley at St.Ann’s Catholic Church. There’s a donkey lying dead in me front lawn and would ye be so kind as to send a couple o’yer lads to take care of the matter?”
Sergeant Jones, considering himself to be quite a wit and recognizing the Irish accent, thought he would have a little fun with the good father, replied:
“Well now Father, it was always my impression that you people took care of the last rites!”
There was dead silence on the line for a moment...
Father O’Malley then replied:
“Aye, you’re absolutely right and ‘ tis certainly true; but we are also obliged to notify the next of kin first, which is the reason for me call.”
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